Clark was one of two stallions free ranging with a herd on hundreds of acres on the west end. His story is devastating, as many in his herd did not survive a lengthy drought.

When Clark was rescued and adopted, he had not had much human contact, and the little he had was traumatic. His new owner spent more than a year earning his trust before he came to us in 2013.

We have learned much from Clark, and he has grown to trust us and become a beacon to young and old alike. People are drawn to his smaller size, large knowing eyes and abundant coppery mane.

Clark has done western gaming, trails, dressage, and a little jumping. He likes to go out on the property loose and munch grass. He is known to find his way to greener grass on the Larry Scott Trail, prompting people to try to return him home, thus the sign “My Mother Knows I'm Out.”

Like his herd-mates he is mostly retired yet still enjoys walking/grazing outings and light riding with favorite people.